I really wonder why your mouse didn't fall into two parts or more. To think it faithfully remain as a whole even after you've abused it so badly.

Your poor mouse; poor us; our poor ears.

You shouldn't just expect us to NOT sleep in class especially when your lesson is so goddamn interesting.

WE LOVE YOUR LESSON, MAN.
WE SHOULD ALWAYS PAY ATTENTION.
TO THINGS THAT TOTALLY DOESN'T HELP US DURING O'S.
LIKE HELL WE CARE WHICH AUTHOR WROTE THIS OR THAT.
LIKE HELL WE CARE WHAT ESSAY IS WRITTEN BY THIS RANDOM PERSON.
I DON'T CARE YOU KNOW.
I BET HALF THE CLASS DON'T TOO.

But normal people would rather slam their table with their hand instead of with their mouse ? Your poor, delicate, vulnerable little mouse. I pray your mouse malfunction soon, in order to protect our poor, delicate, vulnerable little ears.

Bless you; bless your mouse.